This is a song about "Losing that perfect girl"

I can't take the pain and sorrow of losing my baby girl.

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

I get mine and i bounce like a bad check

Yes that means that i just called her perfect

Cos that girl is actually you

Don't fuck around and make it true

But dont worry bout that cuz your perfect

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

I dont need no chains with no cross to know that i’m blessed

About a man, that from the outside looked perfect

And he, what's his name, earl

You get paid for that girl

See i'm the reason that he keeps losing his mind

I'm the trill og and i be out here on the grind